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by Psiana Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Fantasy · #1850624
An average college graduate just looking for cash but the job has a surprising requirement
This choice: Notice a pair of animal eyes staring at you from the darkness.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #3

Bad Luck

    by: Psiana Author IconMail Icon
It's the most terrifying thing you've ever seen, a glint of bright green from somewhere in the room, which is so far away to your small eyes you can't even focus on it. For a long time you see the eyes watching you, which is scary enough to you. How tall are you... three inches? Here you are, standing naked in a five-inch jar /without/ a lid. You're pretty sure Marisa left you on her desk, but what if those little eyes you see manage to find a way up here? You watch them for what feels like an hour, faint green shimmer just outside of your ability to focus. Eventually the cold of the glass combined with emotional and physical exhaustion gets to you, and you sit down, pulling your knees close to your chest and wrapping your arms around them. It's a comfortable enough position: putting your legs close together does make your stupid slit not feel nearly so cold, and resting on the skin of your legs feels way better on your breasts than being unsupported in empty, cold air.

There's a slight bump then, as your whole world jerks just slightly. You stand up, looking around... then you scream. Your vision is filled with a black blur, glinting in the orange glow of streetlight from outside. It was a tomcat, standing well above the height of the jar. Abruptly the opening filled with a huge feline face, the unmistakeable owners of the eyes you had been seeing. The cat sniffed energetically, then licked its lips. Your legs give out from under you and you drop to your knees, whimpering and crying and screaming all at once. Then a huge black paw slide down into the jar, claws retracted. It's a good thing your bladder wasn't full... because you probably would've wet yourself in terror as it tilts the jar over. You land with a thump on glass, bumping your head hard. You're momentarily disoriented, stunned as you're slid out onto the desk, looking up at the dinosaur-sized feline utterly without defense. "Please!" You shield your face with your arms. "Don't hurt me!" You force yourself to open your eyes, looking up at the cat's face. Amazed, you can see he suddenly looks...

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